9 hours later.
Spencer started to wake up. He was still in a lot of pain. But it was a little more bearable now. JJ was sleeping, or at least resting. He didn't want to bother her, and he really wasn't in a talking mood. He did study her carefully from afar though. He was making sure there wasn't any cut marks, bruises, or burns on her. He was trying to make sure she wasn't tortured while he was sleeping.
But he didn't see any. He sighed in relief. Good. Then the man in all black opened the door. Before Spencer could even say anything, he was hauled into the other room. He put Spencer's wrists in the cuffs and suspended him from the hook once again. But instead of torturing him, he stripped him nude for a second time.
Spencer tried to reason with him. "No. Please don't do this." He begged the man. But he wouldn't listen. Instead he was released from the cuffs and bent over the crate once again. He felt himself start to cry. "I don't want this." But then he just fell silent and shut his eyes. He braced himself for what was about to happen. The moment it started he screamed in pain.
"NO! STOP. Oh God!"
He tried to remind himself to breathe, to stay strong. But it was hard to keep his mind clear. He kept screaming. "STOP! It hurts!" He was in agony. He tried to fight the man, but he was too weak, and the man just hurt him more. He dug his nails into his palm once again and tears ran down his face. When his throat burned too much from screaming, he moaned loudly in pain. He begged the man to stop. So many times. In that moment: Spencer wanted to die. He wanted the pain to go away. His mind was trying everything it could to block out what was happening to him. But it didn't work. He screamed in pain the rest of the time. Til the man finally stopped. Spencer fell to the ground once again. He was breathing hard. He forced himself to speak.
"You - are - a piece- of worthless - trash." His voice shook with pain and rage, as the man put his own pants back on.
"When my team - finds me- and they will - find me. You will end up in prison. And when you become somebody's bitch, and get raped yourself. I hope you think of me. As you scream in pain, I hope you remember this moment, and remember that I was laughing at your pain."
Spencer forced himself to laugh at the man who just hurt him. He tried to sound joyful. Happy. The man kicked him hard in the gut. He groaned in pain. Then said.
"You know why your mad? Cause you know I'm right."
JJ jolted awake to Spencer screaming in agony. "Spence?!" She heard him begging the man in the room next door:
"NO! STOP! Oh God." She heard his voice break. He screamed again.
"STOP! It hurts!"
A hour went by before Spencer stopped screaming. JJ cried while she listened to Spencer.
The pain was overwhelming. He felt dirty. He felt disgusting. He felt used. He hated himself. He was in so much pain that he couldn't even move. He stayed still as the man put his underwear and pants back on him. The good part was that JJ was still safe. He hoped the BAU would find them soon. If they hurried, maybe she could be spared from this pain. He felt himself shaking. The man in all black carried him to the other room, he sat him in the corner of the room, away from JJ. He was leaning against the wall. He looked at JJ. His breathing was still slightly rapid. He was trying to calm himself down and get his body to stop working in overdrive. Then the man grabbed JJ by her wrists and pulled her to her feet and started pushing her towards the door. Reid's heart stopped.
"No. Don't! Don't hurt her! Stop!" He tried to move so he could stop him. But the moment he tried he fell over on his side in agony. He was too weak and in too much pain to move. He watched JJ being pulled out of the room.
"JJ! I'm sorry! I'll -" He yelled to her, but the steel door slammed shut, before he could finish. He realized there was a secondary motive for the man raping him a second time. The man needed to be sure Spencer was too weak to stop him. He knew Spencer would try to stop him from taking JJ. The man raping him was a full proof plan to make sure he was in too much pain to move.
The next hour and a half, he listened to JJ's screams. It broke his heart. At one point he screamed loud enough for them to hear him.
"BASTARDS! I HOPE YOU ROT IN HELL! I HOPE YOUR TORTURED BY THE DEVIL HIMSELF!"
He hurt his throat yelling so loud. But he didn't regret it. They deserved it. After a hour and a half they carried JJ back into the room. They sat her against the wall. She had cuts all over her arms. He saw them on her collarbone, and he knew there were more on her skin under her tank top, that he couldn't see. She had a black eye as well. She slowly pulled her knees in close to her body and buried her face in her knees and cried. She wrapped her arms around her legs as she cried. Spencer looked at her. The steel door shut once again.
"JJ, I'm so sorry, I couldn't stop him. Are you okay?" Spencer said in a calm tone.
She shook her head, not bothering to look up. She answered him softly.
"It's not your fault, Spence."
He could hear the pain in her voice. He slowly crawled over to her, bringing the cover with him. It was quite painful to move. But he managed. Once he got to her, he wrapped the cover around her. She pulled it tightly around her. He felt a bit dizzy from all the moving he had just done. Then he asked her:
"JJ, do you want to talk about it?" She looked at him, still crying. "No." Her voice shook as she spoke. Tears running down her face. He wiped her tears away gently. He treated her as if she was a beautiful glass doll. Something fragile, that needed to be handled carefully because she could easily break.
"Yeah, me either. But I think it would help if we did. Might help us process everything?" Spencer said. Looking away from her. His hands were shaking slightly. JJ was still crying. Spencer was tearing up too.
"JJ, I'm sorry, he hurt you. I'm sorry I couldn't stop him. The least I can do, is try to help you work through all the things I know your feeling." He spoke as calmly as he could. JJ looked at him in tears.
"Spencer, what he did was unspeakable. I don't think I could talk about it even if I wanted to. It's too painful." She said. Spencer nodded slowly. "Did he… do what I think he did to you? The same thing he did to me?" Spencer had tears running down his face as he spoke. He couldn't look at JJ. She continued to cry as she answered.
"Yes. He did."
"JJ. I'm so sorry I couldn't protect you. That I couldn't save you." His voice broke right at the end of that sentence. She shook her head. He knew she was in a lot of pain right now. Right after rape, is typically the most painful time for the victim. Depending on how bad it is, you could still in agonizing pain for hours, or even a whole day. He knew from personal experience. He was still in pain. But he knew hers was much worse. He then spoke softly to her.
"I think the BAU is getting close to finding us." She looked at him. "What makes you say that?" She asked. He kept his voice low.
"The time between torture sessions has rapidly decreased. Why now? Before it was 8 hours apart. Now it's a half hour apart. It's become very rushed. Like their trying to do as much damage as they can in a short amount of time. Which means…"
She finished his sentence. "They feel like someone is closing in." Her heart skipped a beat. "How long do you think it'll be?" Spencer shrugged as he looked toward the steel door.
"I'm not sure. If I'm right about this, it'll probably be soon." JJ looked at him.
"How do you know?" He answered.
"Because the man dressed in all black clothing is coming down the hall right now to torture me." He stared at the door as he could hear footsteps slowly getting closer. JJ looked at him in fear.
"Spence, another session like that could kill you!" He looked at her.
"I know. Which is why I need you to keep me alive, when I get back. Keep me breathing till the team gets here. Okay?" He told her. He felt tired and scared. But he knew he could hold out long enough. Well, at least he hoped so. She nodded slowly. She wasn't sure she could. She was worried. And as if on cue, the steel door opened, and the man in all black, and the man in the lab coat came in.
The man in all black pulled Spencer to his feet. But instead of dragging him to the other room, he put the cuffs on his wrists and suspended him from the hook, right in that room. Spencer felt a shift in the unsub's behavior. He had a very bad feeling about this. Something was off.
The man in all black picked up a hot piece of metal. He moved toward Spencer. He braced himself. Trying to breathe slowly to calm himself down. He told himself to stay strong. JJ yelled at the man. "Why are you doing this?" He never answered her. He pushed the hot metal against Spencer's skin. He screamed in pain, as he was burned. The pain came so fast. It was like going from 0 to 100 in 3 seconds. It was brutal. He pulled the metal away from Spencer. It hurt like hell. His breathing was ragged.
He burned Spencer again and again. Over and over. Each time Spencer screamed in agony. 30 minutes into this session, he switched to using a knife.
Oh God. Please, make it stop. I can't handle anymore. It's too much. I don't want this.
He thought desperately. JJ saw it in the man's eyes. He was going to kill Spencer. She held her breath. He started making deep cuts into Spencer's body. He yelled out in pain through each moment. He screamed through each and every cut. He could tell the cuts were deeper than before. The man in the white lab coat had to tell the man in all black to make sure the cuts weren't too deep. Spencer felt like he couldn't take anymore. He felt dizzy. He was losing a lot of blood. He realized, it was gonna be a lot harder than he thought to stay alive long enough for the BAU to save him. It would take a lot more than the desire to keep breathing to stay alive. Because continuing to breathe, is not the same as staying alive.
Another half hour went by before he took Spencer off the hook. He sat him against the wall. Spencer was gasping for air. His body was exhausted from all the torture. The man in all black clothing, put his left hand on Spencer's right shoulder as he held the knife in his right hand. He looked straight into Spencer's eyes and said:
"Who's - laughing - now?"
Then he pushed the knife deep into his gut. Spencer's eyes went wide as his mouth opened, and gasped painfully. He groaned in pain. It hurt like hell. He felt the knife being pushed a little deeper into his body. He yelled out. He started gagging. He shut his eyes tightly as the man smiled and twisted the knife a little deeper. He screamed. He was in agony. He could feel his entire body going into overdrive. His thoughts were scattered. He can't die. Not now. Not in front of JJ.
